Rebirth 1912 starts with people on the Titanic

Chapter 4 Nasty Old Woman

"Oh, you're right, my friend. Jack's eyes lit up when he heard Bruce's words.

With that, he took Bruce's hand and ran down the floor as fast as he could.

"Hey, I'm not short of formal attire for a banquet, Mr. Dawson. Where are you going to pull me?" Bruce grumbled as he ran.

"Bruce, you're really boring. Don't you want to see the excitement in the third class?" said Jack affectionately.

Bruce was helpless.

In the face of a self-cooked social cow like Jack, he has no way to deal with the other party.

Soon, the two of them came to the third-class area on the ground floor.

This is the lowest cabin of the Titanic, and there is not even a separate cabin that is partitioned.

There are many adventurous European civilians who want to go to the United States across the Atlantic to pan for gold.

They come from a wide variety of professions.

There were bankrupt peasants and small artisanal owners.

There are also wanderers like Jack who can get by and make the world their home.

Overall, the atmosphere here is indeed much more lively and free than that of the upper floors.

It's just that it's overcrowded, so it's very messy.

It's also a bit dirty.

More than once, Bruce had seen rats flash through the mess.

Jack didn't care about the clutter here, he was clearly mixed up here.

When they heard that Jack was going to a first-class dinner tomorrow night, everyone congratulated Jack and Bruce.

Hearing that Jack lacked a decent formal suit for dinner, everyone immediately took action.

You borrow a piece of clothing, he borrows a pair of pants ......

Seventy-seven eighty-eight finally put together a set of fairly clean formal clothes.

It looked a little crumpled, but at least it was much better than Jack's rough linen coat that was dirty and looked like it hadn't been washed in months.

Next, Jack's friends and enthusiastic passengers began to teach Jack the etiquette that he needed to pay attention to when attending a high-class dinner party.

The etiquette of high society is cumbersome and rigid.

But Jack the boy learned without any impatience, and kept repeating the practice.

With nothing to do, Bruce sat bored and interjected occasionally into Jack's movements.

That's it, the night passed.

The next day, when the sun was setting in the west, Jack, dressed in a new look, found Bruce in the second-class cabin with great interest.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the first-class dinner of the Titanic will start again.

Such extravagant and boring dinners have been staged in the first class of the Titanic every day for the past few days.

Jack was wearing a borrowed dress, and at first glance, it really looked presentable.

I have to say that this kid's external conditions are really good enough to make people feel envied, and even Bruce, who is of mixed Asian and European descent and has both Eastern and Western advantages, has to admit that this kid is really handsome.

It's no wonder that Rose, the delicate English rose, fell in love with Jack at first sight, and in just a few days handed over herself to this penniless prodigal son who even won the ferry ticket on a bet.

With a big golden back hair, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a colorful look, and a graceful demeanor, under the background of the lights, it looks compelling.

No, it should be heroic.

Looking at the extravagant décor in the first-class cabin and the constant flow of waiters, Jack felt particularly fresh.

It was the first time for him to attend a dinner party of this size, and Jack was very curious about everything.

Bruce didn't have anything to do with him, so he had to let him look left and right, and scurry around like Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden.

Thankfully, Bruce didn't have to wait long.

Carl, dressed in a formal suit, showed up with Rose's mother in his arms.

It was the thin old woman who kept blaming Rose during the day yesterday.

"Good evening, both!" Carl greeted as soon as he appeared.

Rose's mother still wears a black evening dress with an exaggerated brim on her head.

With a wrinkled old face, he didn't even want to look at Bruce and Jack, but just nodded slightly, which was considered to have been said hello.

Jack, on the other hand, was particularly enthusiastic.

He even ran over with a smile on his face and reached out to shake Carl's hand.

"Hello, Mr. 'Fiancé'!" beckoned Jack out of tune.

"You...... It's rude to give someone a nickname at will. You can call me Carl, Carl Hockley!" Karl was so angry with Jack's words that he almost burst out on the spot.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Hockley. My name is Jack, Jack Dawson. Jack didn't take Carl's anger lightly.

Even if Carl didn't mean to shake hands with him at all, he didn't feel embarrassed.

After introducing himself, he pulled Bruce over and introduced him to him on his own.

"This is my friend, Bruce Lee, what a strange last name. Jack said with a smile to himself.

Bruce rolled his eyes, too lazy to see Jack.

"Mr. Li, are you of the yellow race?" Rose's mother glanced at Bruce with disgust.

Obviously, this old woman from a persecuted aristocratic family has a very serious racist mentality.

Bruce raised an eyebrow, his expression sank.

He didn't know how the old woman could tell that she was yellow.

The surname Li doesn't seem to be uncommon in the West.

Obviously, Rose's mother's so-called yellow race does not just refer to the dragon people in the east but only to the east.

Bruce was noncommittal, nodded, and didn't answer the other's words.

This body's consciousness doesn't have much sense of belonging to the Dragon Kingdom in the East, but now it has been replaced by Zhao Jun, a soul from another world.

For Rose's mother's tone full of discrimination and prejudice, Bruce felt very uncomfortable.

But it's helpless.

He knew that the dignity of the nation was not something that could be redeemed by his own anger.

For nearly two hundred years, the English pirates have robbed the whole world.

The English whiteskins are full of arrogance from top to bottom.

Not to mention that in the past hundred years, under the leadership of the Qing Dynasty, the Eastern Dragon Kingdom has been repeatedly defeated in foreign wars.

Even the capital was broken in twice by a group of robbers.

In front of the orthodox old English aristocracy like Rose's mother, she had even less status.

Sure enough, seeing that Bruce acquiesced to his identity, Rose's mother's eyes were filled with contempt.

"I see, no wonder you're befriending the civilians of the lower districts. Rose's mother said disdainfully.

"I don't think the color of my skin says anything, ma'am. Bruce said nonchalantly.

"Rather, it's you, noble lady. Such an arrogant conclusion is very incompatible with your identity. "

"Hmph~!" Rose's mother snorted coldly, and stopped paying attention to Bruce.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Jack grinned and came up with a cross.

He could also see that there was a bit of gunpowder on the part of Bruce and Rose's mother.

In order not to break up as soon as the two sides met, which led to the interruption of his opportunity to get close, Jack tried his best to start a round.

It's just that even Jack didn't expect that Bruce, a guy who is not inferior to himself in handsomeness, is actually a yellow man.

This took Jack by surprise.

Because at the beginning, he didn't see anything strange about Bruce.

Fortunately, at this time, Rose dressed up and walked down the stairs.

The smile is graceful, graceful, noble and delicate, and beautiful.

The music in the hall became especially exciting with the appearance of Rose.

Smiling Rose, walked up to Jack, squatted down elegantly and said, "Good evening......

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Rose didn't know Jack's name yet, so she had to look at Jack with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Hello, beautiful lady. You can call me Jack. "

Like a little pug, Jack stepped forward flatteringly.

While introducing herself, she naturally took Rose's snow-white and slippery little hand and kissed her on the back of her hand.

"Oh, I've seen it on the movies, but I didn't have the opportunity to do so until today, my beautiful lady. "

Well, Bruce was completely defeated by this kid's playful words and deeds.

I was just angered by Rose's mother, and I was also thrown down a lot by his words and deeds.

"Thank you for saving me yesterday, Jack! My name is Rose!" the delicate English Rose was obviously amused by Jack's wit and humor.

The next moment, under Bruce's stunned eyes, Jack actually took Rose's plump arm very naturally, holding his head high, like a victorious rooster.

Provoke Rose Roll again.

However, Jack's move stirred the nerves of Carl and Rose's mother.

Both of them had very bad faces.

However, the occasion was inappropriate, and both of them had to forcibly suppress their anger.

"Hello, Rose!" Bruce only bowed slightly to Rose.

"Good evening, Mr. Benefactor!" Rose winked playfully at Bruce.

"You can call me Bruce Lee. Bruce smiled.

I didn't expect this melancholy British beauty in the movie to have such a playful and cute side, which Bruce didn't expect.

"Alright, I guess we'd better find a seat and talk about it first. Karl interjected impatiently.

Rose's natural and enthusiastic being held by the arm of a low-level pariah, made Carl particularly angry.

This beautiful woman from an English noble family had not smiled at him so much since he got on the ship.

"Just what I want!" Jack was in a good mood as he held the beauty he liked.

Carl took Rose's mother and led the way to the restaurant.

Jack took Rose in his arms and followed Carl with a smile and a smile.

Bruce was left alone, following behind.

Seeing Jack, the kid proudly holding Rose, Bruce couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.

I have to say that this pair really looks a bit talented and beautiful.

It's just that Rose is so enthusiastic about Jack, but so bland about him, which makes Bruce feel a little unbalanced.

Bruce wanted to go up and ask Rose, "Who saved you first?

A few people entered the restaurant, and there were already people waiting for them.

One of them was the rich middle-aged gentleman who said good things for Bruce and Jack yesterday.

The other is a middle-aged lady.

Dressed in a light blue evening dress with a small black top hat on her head.

Compared to Rose's mother's black widow dress, this middle-aged lady looks much more comfortable.

Seeing the two of them, Carl took a few quick steps and walked over to greet each other.

After a while, several more men and women came.

Obviously, these people were already very familiar with Mother Rose and Karl, and they were the ones they invited to the dinner party.

One of them, a young woman who looked to be in her twenties and wore a small knitted yarcoat, walked up to Bruce after a few words of conversation with Rose.

"Hello, Bruce. I'm a friend of Rose, Noel, Noel Leslie. Nice to see you. The woman smiled sweetly and walked up to Bruce and held out her little hand.

Noel is a typical European woman.

High nose and deep eyes, white complexion.

But she has very beautiful blue eyes.

The lips are small and thin.

This is a huge difference from the thick lips and wide mouths of most Western women.

Although Noel's appearance is not as good as Rose, she is also a rare Western beauty.

Bruce has always been very patient with beautiful women.

"Hello, Miss Leslie, it's nice to meet you too!" Bruce nodded in return.

At the same time, he also followed Jack's example, took Leslie's little hand, and kissed it gently.

"You've got so delicate skin, it's the most beautiful pair of hands I've ever seen in the world, beautiful Miss Leslie. Bruce praised heartily.

Probably didn't expect Bruce's mouth to be so talkative.

Noel Leslie was slightly surprised.

The small mouth was open for a long time and did not react.

Directly Bruce took the initiative to take her arm as well, and Leslie came back to her senses.

She smiled and said, "Oh, Bruce, you're ...... You are such a brave and interesting gentleman. "